A/N - For Lady_Von_Whippingburg
54. Health and Healing
"You look weary with fatigue Mr. Beau Lawyer! You work too hard, I can see it in zee face. I have just the thing to better your health and healing," Armstrong cooed. "You need an aromatic bath oil mélange of la neroli and la rose!"
Edgeworth glared at the effeminate, pink-clad chef, who incidentally, had no just served him the worst French cuisine he'd ever had, but was now insulting him to boot! He was too livid to speak.
"You foolish fool, you've made him mad," Franziska giggled, waving her finger at Armstrong before smirking at her lover. "Miles, is that a wrinkle I see forming on your brow?"
He shot out of his seat and pointed his famous courtroom finger at the chef and his fiancée, his expression indignant.
"Objection! Well, I never -! I'll have you know, I don't have a single wrinkle upon my youthful brow!"
